1234ab Poetry (10)

For a Muslim woman, her modest dress is an expression of a universal sisterhood. An Islamic dress also liberates the Muslim woman, and she is then automatically respected for her mind instead of her body. Simply put, she retains her dignity! It is like saying: I am a respectful woman. I am not for every man to look at, touch, or speak to. I am protected, exactly like a precious white pearl which, if touched by everyone, will become black and dirty.

A woman’s modest dress protects society from adultery and other forms of illegal s*xual relations that lead to the break up of families and corruption of society.

THE RIGHT OF A MUSLIM WOMAN IS TO BE RESPECTED FOR HER MIND AND FOR BEING HER OWN PERSON

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

The Hour (of Judgment) is nigh, and the moon is cleft asunder.

But if they see a Sign, they turn away, and say, "This is (but) transient magic."

They reject (the warning) and follow their (own) lusts but every matter has its appointed time.

There have already come to them Recitals wherein there is (enough) to check (them),

Mature wisdom; but (the preaching of) Warners profits them not.(Sourat Al-Qamar).

Man We did create from a quintessence (of clay);

Then We placed him as (a drop of) sperm in a place of rest, firmly fixed;

Then We made the sperm into a clot of congealed blood; then of that clot We made a (foetus) lump; then We made out of that lump bones and clothed the bones with flesh; then We developed out of it another creature. So blessed be Allah, the Best to create!

After that, at length ye will die.

Again, on the Day of Judgment, will ye be raised up.

And We have made, above you, seven tracts; and We are never unmindful of (Our) Creation.

And We send down water from the sky according to (due) measure, and We cause it to soak in the soil; and We certainly are able to drain it off (with ease).

With it We grow for you Gardens of date-palms and vines: in them have ye abundant fruits: and of them ye eat (and have enjoyment),

Also a tree springing out of Mount Sinai, which produces oil, and relish for those who use it for food.

And in cattle (too) ye have an instructive example: from within their bodies We produce (milk) for you to drink; there are, in them, (besides), numerous (other) benefits for you; and of their (meat) ye eat; (Sourat Al-Muminun).

Forbidden to you (for food) are: dead meat, blood, the flesh of swine, and that on which hath been invoked the name of other than Allah; that which hath been killed by strangling, or by a violent blow, or by a headlong fall, or by being gored to death; that which hath been (partly) eaten by a wild animal; unless ye are able to slaughter it (in due form); that which is sacrificed on stone (altars); (forbidden) also is the division (of meat) by raffling with arrows: that is impiety. This day have those who reject Faith given up all hope of your religion: yet fear them not but fear Me. This day have I perfected your religion for you, completed My favour upon you, and have chosen for you Islam as your religion. But if any is forced by hunger, with no inclination to transgression, Allah is indeed Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful.
They ask thee what is lawful to them (as food). Say: Lawful unto you are (all) things good and pure: and what ye have taught your trained hunting animals (to catch) in the manner directed to you by Allah: eat what they catch for you, but pronounce the name of Allah over it: and fear Allah; for Allah is swift in taking account.(Sourat Al-Maidah).

O men! Here is a parable set forth! Listen to it! Those on whom, besides Allah, ye call, cannot create (even) a fly, if they all met together for the purpose! And if the fly should snatch away anything from them, they would have no power to realise it from the fly. Feeble are those who petition and those whom they petition!

No just estimate have they made of Allah: for Allah is He Who is strong and able to carry out His Will.

Allah chooses Messengers from angels and from men for Allah is He Who hears and sees (all things).

He knows what is before them: and what is behind them and to Allah go back all questions (for decision).(Sourat Al-Hajj)

Seest thou not that it is Allah Whose praises all beings in the heavens and on earth do celebrate, and the birds (of the air) with wings outspread? Each one knows its own (mode of) prayer and praise. And Allah knows well all that they do.

Yea, to Allah belongs the dominion of the heavens and the earth; and to Allah is the final goal (of all).

Seest thou not that Allah makes the clouds move gently, then joins them together, then makes them into a heap? then wilt thou see rain issue forth from their midst. And He sends down from the sky mountain masses (of clouds) wherein is hail: He strikes therewith whom He pleases and He Turns it away from whom He pleases. The vivid flash of His lightning well-nigh blinds the sight.

It is Allah Who alternates the Night and the Day: verily in these things is an instructive example for those who have vision!

And Allah has created every animal from water: of them there are some that creep on their bellies; some that walk on two legs; and some that walk on four. Allah creates what He wills: for verily Allah has power over all things.(Sourat An-Nur)

There is not an animal (that lives) on the earth, nor a being that flies on its wings, but (forms part of) communities like you. Nothing have We omitted from the Book, and they (all) shall be gathered to their Lord in the end.(Sourat Al-An'aam)

To visit a childy poet,the storm has came.
But the doors were closed,the windows too,
''where r u red poet''?''Where r u''?
''R u hiding from me''? The storm asked.
I'm the sound of wisdom,of knowledge,of deepness,
open ur heart to hear me,
open ur eyes to see me,
open ur mind to think,to contemplate,
open ur wings to fly away,
for a lost land,to fly away,
for a lost mountain,to fly away,
for the deep ocean,fly away,
for a lost forest,fly away,
write ur verses on the leaves of the trees,
write ur words on the water of the seas,
write ur poems on the blue daisies,
don't be scared,don't be afraid,
open ur windows to the light ,to the stars,to freedom,open them for urself,open them for me,
open ur doors,invite all the trees outside to enter
invite all the flowers too
invite all the dragons,lions,elephants,horses and tigers.
ask the birds to tell them a story about clouds,about sky,
ask the birds to teach u,teach them how to fly,
make for them irish cake,make for them english tea,
and let us forget this bloody war between this cake,between this tea,
let's forget ourselves,let's return to our childhood,let's play.
Life is too short to spend it with loneliness,with routine,
must have a message,pure message,deep message,
do u understand poet what i mean?
Lost roads are waiting for u,
lost corners in the lost streets are waiting for u too,
lost fountains,lost rivers are still waiting ur visit,
lost rocks,lost caves in the old mountains are asking about u.
A lost poet,i knew,is waiting for u too,
he loves u,he said,
he wants to marry u,to care about u,to write his poems in ur hands,
like that he said,like that he said.

Will leave u now,can't stay.
Will return back to sky and pray.
Asking GOD who has no partner,
no son or daughter,
to open ur heart,ur mind and soul.

Remember my words red poet,remember me
remember when u open ur heart
to hear,to listen,to think,to contemplate,to see.

Alone,she lives,
with her books,her pens,her papers,she lives.
With her loneliness,her deep loneliness,she lives.

Alone she thinks,
about new poems,she thinks,
about new verses,she thinks,
about new words,commas,points,she still thinks.

Alone she writes,
with her childy atmosphere,she writes,
with her shining look,she writes,
with her softy fingers,like a rose,a red rose,she writes.

Alone she was,
when the storm came,
to visit her,she came,
to put notes on her poems,she came,
to write,with her,deep verses,shiny words,she came
to change the colours of her papers,she came,
to make them red,
like blood of our martyrs,red,
like the sound of revolution,red
like a shy face,red,
like a lost rose,red,
like the colour of love,passion,loyalty written by our painful heart,red,
like a dead poet,who paid his life cause saying the truth,red,
like memories of childhood,red,
memories of passionate days,
memories of pure hearts,
memories of freedom,of calmy days,
when we used to cry when we needed to,
when we used to play when we wanted to,
when we were so pure even when saying:i love u,
no cheating,no lying,just pure,we were children.

What remains after
from our civil wars,
from all people we lost,
from all this hate that was hiding behind doors.

What remains after
from all dead people lying in the street,
some i knew before,some i met before,
some didn't know,some didn't meet.

What remains after
from guns,from ''Klashinkov'' and ''M16'',
how many young civil people has died
before even reaching 14?

What remains after
all the massacres u did,all the fights?
What remains after
all the sound of explosions we were hearing all nights?

What remains after
all the banks u stole,all the money by force and terrorism u took
It remains stories about the stealings and terrorism u did,
stories written in an old book.

What remains after
all the snipers who were hidden behind windows,behind walls,behind corners,behind buildings,
are u still alive snipers?
or have been dead?
Don't u shame from killing civil people?
Don't u shame from urselves?
Don't u feel bad?

A woman was going to bring for her children some food,some bread,
days and days were crying,
days and days not eating,
in a lost corner we found her body,
she was lying in the street,she was dead.
What we can tell her children when they ask about her?
Can we tell them that we smelled her blood coming by wind,coming by air?

What remains after
all the people who were kidnapped
Did u kill them?Or still alive?
Their parents are asking about them
some informations said that they were shotted by guns
and after cutted by a knife!

What remains after
from all the fired buildings?
from all the damaged cars?
some were living with fear,
others were dancing in bars!!!

What remains after
from all people,cause of war,away they flew
do they remember us?
Or they have forgotten too?

What remains after
all these bloody days?
U can't go out,no place for u,no place,
we have closed our embassies
no visas to run away
all the ways have been closed
if not,most ways.

What remains after
from all our sadness,from all these hard days.
Please tell me how u live now?
Do u still have dreams to chase?
No don't surrender,no don't cry,
forget past,think about future,
live with Faith,peace,balance,joy,before u die..

What remains after from u?
what remains after from me?
Just memories my friend,just memories
we wrote it a day for others
to read,to contemplate,to think,to see.

May God,the one and only,
who has no partner,no son or daughter,
may God bless our martyrs,
may God bless our lands,our planet,
to live with faith,freedom,glory and peace.

U must work hard,u must bring money,she said,
u must take me to ''seychelle islands'',my honey,
don't tell me u don't have much pounds or much dollars,
don't tell me u r so good,and u fear God,
i don't care for religions,i don't care for morals,
if u don't have much money:cheat,lie,steal,
and to forget what u did,drink whisky or drink beer!

I'm not this kind of men,he said,
I don't drink whisky,i don't drink beer,
it stops my senses,
and after can't think,see or hear.
i'm not a stealer,i'm not a cheater,i'm not a liar,
this kind of people are not really living,
for me ,they are like dead.
Don't want to build my happiness by the sadness of others,
don't want to build it by destroying their families,
by the tears of their mothers.
I fear God,i care for my end,
i want to be good,to help others,to save them,advice them,give them money if i have and they need,
Take care of them,when they are sick or sad,
when they feel hurted,when they feel bad.
I fear god,the one and only,
who has no partner,no son or daughter.
I fear god,i care for my end,
i want to do something good,before i'll be dead.

He thought the relation was finished,
he thought that she will leave him and forget,
he didn't know that she was sick,
and what she needs,she wants to get!

She went to his office,where he works,
she shouted and shouted and the people heard,
''don't trust this man'',she said,
he's a stealer,he's a cheater,he's a liar too,
he's a dangerous animal,
he's real place musn't be here in this office,
but in a zoo!
The people said:is it true what she's saying,
is it really u?
His friends had come,his manager too,
they said:we know him and this is not true!
He's a good man,he's better than us,
we know him really more than u do!
And if there's a problem,solve it outside,
u did something wrong here,
try to fix it,try to be right!
This man fears God,
years and years working with us,
he's honest,he's pure,
u're not welcomed here liar woman,so pls go!
U lost him,u lost a good man and u should know!
She was like shocked,had nothing to say,
she took her bag and gone away!

A wise woman told me:
my son,understand this story well,
outside there's good persons,and bad,
some can help to make u happy,
but others work to hurt u and make u sad!
Read ''Holy Quraan'',be good,live in peace even if life was hard,
and don't forget this advice:fear always God.
Life is too short,but most people don't know,
they think they will live for thousands of years,
they steal,they cheat,they lie so.
They don't fear God,
they don't ask him for good,when life is hard,
don't be like those my son,
'don't be like those my son...
And she has gone away,
like a flower,like a lost cloud,like another passing and shiny..day.

By coincidence,he saw her profile in the net
She's too much beautiful,he thought in his mind,
let's have a try,let's send a message,
let's see what we can find.

Good morning,he said,
i read ur profile,it was really nice,
I saw ur photo,and i loved ur smile,i loved ur eyes.
Thanks for ur message,she said,
and welcome new friend.
He doesn't know who she really is,
he doesn't know how could be the end,
just he said:let's have a try,
i want to marry before i die!

He called her,she answered,
''how r u'',''hope u r fine'',
can we go out for a dinner pls?
She said yes,i'll be there at nine!

She was very mysterious,
he couldn't understand her,
she's very complicated,
but she was a beautiful girl.
He said:let's have another try,
i want to marry before i die.

They went for another date,
they laughed,talked and ate,
she asked for a pizza,
he asked for a sandwish with tomato and cheese,
he didn't know that she's full of hate,
he didn't know that she's full of tears!

Her past was too hard,
it was kind of hysterical,
she was sick a day,not in her body,
but in heart and mind.
Still he didn't know who she really is,
still didn't know what she hides behind!
He said:let's have another try,
i want to marry before i die.

He was a poor man,but he had a pure and childy heart,
he wrote for her poems,
he drew for her points,commos and lines.
He thought she's a romantic girl,
he didn't know what she hides behind.

The days were passing,
and the sadness was growing.
She shouted a lot,
for small things she shouted.
For a richy man she was searching,
for a richy car she was hunting,
for a good salary,she was asking,
for a richy area for living,she was demanding,
she was shouting and shouting,
and the sadness was growing.

''He can be a good husband'',they said
her mum and her dad
her sister and brothers didn't say anything
just waiting for the wedding cake.

''He can be a good husband'',said her mum
he's rich,he has money
he has big house,respectable family
he has good job,he works with the government
we didn't find better than him,till this moment.
So little baby girl,we work for ur good
marry him,marry him,to have a big bracelet,nice rings,
made from gold,saphire,diamond,not from wood!
Don't think about love,love will come with time,
we chose him for u carefully,like a poet who was chosen his rhymes!

The girl didn't speak,she was like shocked
she was very sad,like if she were blocked!
''What can i do"? I don't love him
he's not my style,he doesn't understand me
didn't enter my heart
He's too much different
No way for him ,in my body soul and mind.

The family didn't care for her girls feelings
They didn't care too for the morals of that man,for his thoughts,
they cared for his money,and the gifts he bought!

The days passed quickly,
the days like us,pass quickly,
and the girl was thinking:''what shall i do''?
My family wants him,but do i have to?
It's not my wedding,it's not my dreams,
it's not my wish,like that it seems!
I just have to be rebellious,and break the doors
and run away fastly,
run and run like a bloody horse!

In a shiny day,the girl ran away
didn't return back home
her family asked hospitals,police,neighbors about her
but nobody knows.
After 3 days,somebody has come to say:
''I have news about ur girl,she has run away,
for another country she has run,
for another life
do what u want to do family
what has been done,has been done!

A wise man told me:
The girl was ignorant
don't tell me about her bachelor degree,
cause in her religion,in Islam,
family can't force u for marriage,
can't tell u how ur life will be.
U should know ur rights,
u should ask for them,
rebel for them,
fight for them,
Read ''Holy Quraan'' my son,
read,understand and contemplate,
read what's true life is,and how people think,and again contemplate,
life is too short,understand it before it's late.
That's what i learned my son
that's what i learned from nights,
that's what i learned from days.
And the wise man took his way,
like a star,like a light,like a lost cloud,like a passing...day.

To be free
I went to Andalucia,Spain
Bought a caravan
slept near a tree.

To be free,
i went to japan to meditate
sitting in the floor
drinking''green tea''.

To be free,
i bought a tent
living years and years near the sea.

I searched a lot but didn't find freedom,
was too much sad,upset,
where she is?why couldn't find her?
i cried a lot,deeply i cried,
i asked god the one and only
who has no partner,son or daughter,
i asked him to help me
how i can live without freedom?
i can't
so i said:
pls God help me.
After crying and asking god deeply
i felt peace inside.

After i found,
that freedom comes by worshipping god,
the one and only who has no partner,
not worshipping richy people,
not worshipping money,
not worshipping ourselves or others
just god.

I found freedom,
don't need to go outside to find her,
it's inside me.

And now,writing this poem
in my room,
and flying like a bee.